"Wuyan, you sustain the Golden Bell Shield; this old monk will recite the Six Syllable Mantra!"
Master Wuyuzi watched Wuyan's ineffective actions with a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.
The cultivator Wuyan was certainly not weak, standing as a pinnacle presence even in Central Origin Realm. His cultivation level was second only to Wuyuzi within Great Thunderclap Temple. The fact that such a formidable cultivator couldn't resolve Huazi's issue stirred a foreboding feeling in Wuyuzi that lingered heavily in his heart.
They switched positions.
Wuyan deployed the Golden Bell Shield to defend against the white smoke's invasion from outside, while Master Wuyuzi swiftly moved above Great Thunderclap Temple. His eyes flickered with golden light as he looked through everything, piercing through the white smoke.
"Clairvoyant can't even see the end!"
"Could the entire Western Continent be shrouded in this white fog?"